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023: Meltdown

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-24 00:44:03

KAREN’S POV

The world swayed beneath me as I stumbled toward the pack house, each step a battle against the firestorm raging inside my veins. My legs trembled—weak, unsteady—as if my bones had turned to liquid.

The cold night air should have soothed me, but it only made the heat under my skin burn fiercer, sharper. Every breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs too tight, too raw. My clothes clung to me, damp with sweat, the fabric chafing against my overheated skin. The weight of my own body was too much. Just a little farther.

I slipped through the side entrance, praying to the Moon Goddess that no one would see me like this—weak, unraveling, barely holding myself together. I couldn’t face Jackson. Not now. Not when my body ached with need, when my thoughts were thick with the fog of my heat. The memory of his scent—warm cedar and wild earth—flashed through my mind, and I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.

No. Not him. Not yet.

I dragged myself toward my doorstep, my fingers scrap
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